Want a delightfully disturbing look into a madness riddled mind? Look no further. Roommates peels back the skin (and skull, and gray matter…) to deliver a fascinating internal monologue (or is it a dialogue?) on the subject of loneliness and isolation.

Our narrator is at turns angry, confused, enamored and disturbed by his condition and what may – or may not – be causing it, winding down corridors of depression and almost manic glee en route to a finale that leaves the reader wanting more while remaining satisfied… and perhaps a little relieved to leave the swamp of his mind at last.